while i had my reservations about watching a movie aimed squarely at 15 year old girls, i sometimes like to watch popular films so i can remind myself why i hate everyone (aside from all the perfectly rational objective reasons i garnered from my 37th reading of Ayn Rand’s Art Deco Rape Classic The Fountainhead).

for those who haven’t seen it, Twilight is a story about a family of clowns with super-powers who live with regular people outside the colorful confines of the circus. but rather than just transfix us with their silly antics (HOW DID THEY FIT ALL THOSE CLOWNS INTO THAT RANGE ROVER???!!!???), the central tension of the film is how clown/human love is ruined by the agonies of repressed sexual desire. it felt like watching a million clowns unsuccessfully trying to grab an out-of-control (i.e. “wacky”) water-hose.

i don’t believe in god. sure, i think he is totally going to destroy us all in 2012 with the help of our arch-nemesis Mayan Calender, but i don’t so much believe in “him”. in fact, i don’t actually believe in anything, other than math and whatever i happen to be watching on television. so with little or no “belief magic” you can imagine how stoked i am for thanksgiving. yes, nothing gets me hyped on binge-eating quite like celebrating native americans teaching white people how not to starve in 1621… only to be almost entirely decimated by their dinner guests over the next 200 years.

TOUCHDOWN!

but this year i’m going climbing (v14+/5.14c+). then i’m going home (house). then i’m listening to music (GOOD). and it probably will sound like this:

paul white is the man. click on the above image for a free download…

people. listen to me. this might be the best beats album of all time. seriously. i don’t lie about this kind of stuff. in fact, outside of taxes and my entire high school sexual history – i don’t lie about anything. except that one time when i was on vacation. yes, that really happened. really.

given the infantile attention span of – well – most everyone, this is probably considered old (it came out a year ago – GASP!). i forgot where i was going with this, but i just bought this Starkey album yesterday, which makes me both really excited and also, like, WAY behind. at any rate, this song is awesome. rowdy r&b flavored bass music.

in what appears to be a trend, here is yet another artist who is a decade younger than me who I am totally in like with. this remix by Joy Orbison basically takes everything awesome in music and crunches up into something more awesome than all the parts. in other words – 5/5 – ***** – 10/10 – 8A

so there i was writing a blog post for my recently conceived music blog (about music y’all!), when it struck me – i already have a blog. in fact, i have a blog WITH a domain name. so rather than pollute the blogosphere with yet another selfabsorbedcrap.blogspot.com i thought it best to recycle my favorite self-absorbed blog: this one!

because – let’s be honest – going ‘green’ actually requires more than just drinking organic apple juice and taking pictures of yourself in front of your neighbor’s Prius . if you aren’t doing your part on the internet, then – dude – it doesn’t count.

at first i felt bad about opening up my blogorific textual boundaries (yes, exactly like working through the kama sutra but with blog genres and without all the oil) to include stuff not called rockclimbings. but then i was all like “STOP TRYING TO CONTROL ME…me”. schizophrenic jokes aside, there just isn’t enough in the rockclimbings to hold my top-rated, coffee-fueled, beer diminished attention. this is not to say that climbing isn’t super-complex and, like, totally intellectually dynamic, but – to quote Too Short :

You see I got all my game from the streets of California, Young millionaire with no high school diploma, Livin real good, taking care of my folks, roll up a fat one for the players to smoke

don’t get me wrong. just because i have “mad” “street game” doesn’t mean i don’t still rockclimb. i decided long ago that if joe kinder can say “mayne” in a paragraph and climb 14d, then basically anyone can do anything they put their mind to. which is why i recently doubled my training efforts to become one of the best (i.e. strongest, most talented, most epic) climbers of rock in the world. and i still say all sorts of different street words – all the time – in public.

and just between you and me, i’ve waited til now to announce how super-amazing at climbing i am because i was really into the whole unheralded hero trope AND i didn’t want to make the rest of you feel bad.

so, you’re welcome, in advance.

so what’s the plan? well. i’m going to write about whatever feels right. politics? check. climbing? check. music? check. fashion? you know it, girl!. because nothing gets me to the laptop faster than a new pair of jeans.